January was an interesting month, it was calm, it was sad, it was random and it was a preparation month.
In preparation to move to the city and be without a car, I talked Melissa into going to Costco with me so I could stock up on water and cat litter.
You know you are old, when you meet your friends at 2pm on a Saturday at IKEA. Hey we had fun and that is all that matters :)
On Martin Luther King Day I was off from work, so I was chillin at home with the animals when all of a sudden the loud building fire alarms went off. You know how hard it was to get 2 scared dogs in their harness, a cat in her kennel, a human with their coat, purse and keys. Fun times. We were outside for about 30 minutes. There wasn't a fire, it turned out that because of the cold weather a water main and broke and caused some flooding (thankfully not close to our apartment).
January brings a lot of animal photos. Princess "cuddling" with me. Cats are so different than dogs. Cats look at their humans as a way to a mean. Dogs love their humans.
Princess in the dog bed and Pup Pup in the cat bed...whatever works for them :)
Princess is like, move the dog bed and I will follow - including on the kitchen counter.
Pup Pup "cuddling" with me.
Princess was really into watching a video of herself from a few years ago when we lived in Idaho. It was only 13 seconds long but she watched it at least 10 times.
I am not sure when these pictures were taken, but man I love these doggies and I sure miss them and so does Princess.
Two nights before Tuf left we went to Annapolis and attended our second Open Book Tour by our favorite band lead singer Justin Furstenfeld of Blue October. It was a great way to close out the final chapter of our east coast living together.
Have you watched, "This is Us"? I love this show, but wow does it hit places on my heart and brain that I have never dealt with before, nor am I equipped to deal with them right now. It is weird how much of this show is reflected in my life. And I remember when I was in my mid 20's and I thought, my dad has been gone almost longer than he was alive in my life and for me that happened when I was only 25 years old. I am officially older than my dad will ever be. My dad died when he was 36.5 years old.
